Chapter 468 The prince shot himself up

However, Nan Wanyan felt that Gu Mohan's twisted words were very awkward. In the past, he was very decisive in killing people. Especially when encountering such a thing, he would not even give her a chance and deal with the person directly.

Now she was asked to handle it. It was obviously a little weird, but she didn't fall for it.

"I don't care what Mr. Mo is like. He only taught two little girls poems, lyrics, and songs. He has no personal contact with them and has not really led them into bad ways. Besides, you are all hearing about it. Is this really the case?"

Nan Wanyan rarely listened to hearsay, just like the original owner. The original owner was scolded so badly that everything from her hair to her toes was damaged, but she couldn't even tell a single bad thing she had done.

And as a dog owner, she understands the mood of that family very well, but if there will be a day when Spicy or Spicy, then even if she is reluctant to give up, she will choose peace and happiness and end their suffering as soon as possible. After all, the torture of illness is really It makes them suffer.

As for instigating a woman to divorce her husband, that would be too much for her taste. The lovers who have been together for a lifetime are half-hearted, and they still want to find a second woman to piss off their original partner. Is this kind of man willing to divorce his wife and keep him for the New Year?
Seeing that Nan Wanyan was not fooled, Gu Mohan felt a little unhappy. He didn't know that she could be so biased and unwilling to let go even though she was like this.

He then moved his gaze to the two little girls who were frowning and said, "This period of time is all my fault. I don't have time to care about your studies. However, there are many capable people. I am not afraid of finding a good master. You are still young and you need to establish good moral character, so that Mo Li, let him..." Get lost.

Before Gu Mohan finished the last two words, Xiaozizi Dumpling's eyes lit up and he patted his thigh and stood up, "What do you want him to do? I think Mr. Mo is very powerful!"

Everyone was stunned, and Gu Mohan suddenly froze, "Why is it so powerful?"

Why is this different from what he thought?
Shouldn't the little girl be a little aggrieved now and cry to him for comfort?

After all, Mo Li's tall image suddenly collapsed. Why do you still praise Mo Li for being so powerful? !

The little steamed dumpling bit his finger and thought about it.

"La Bula has been sick before, and our mother and we were heartbroken. But at that time, Little Baozi and I were thinking about how to help La Bula get rid of the pain."

"Mr. Mo's approach seems cruel, but it also gives the little dog a relief. After all, people who truly love little dogs will not be willing to watch them suffer, but will choose to decisively end their lives," said the mother. Now that the dogs have gone to heaven, they will happily accompany us!"

Little Baozi also nodded and glanced at Gu Mohan intentionally or unintentionally, "Also, maybe it's not a bad thing for Mr. Mo to ask that girl to leave her husband, just like my sister and I can't bear to see our mother being bullied. , as long as my mother is well, she can do whatever she wants!"

"Those who care about you will only throw charcoal into the fire. Those who ask for help but take no action have never understood you at all. We don't know what happened to that girl, so how can we say that Mr. Mo did something wrong?"

My mother said she didn’t know the full story and would not comment.

Even if we briefly discuss this kind of thing, we cannot easily conclude that Mr. Mo is not good.Nan Wanyan admired the minds of the two little girls. The way they looked at the angles was really different. She rubbed the heads of the two little girls affectionately.

"You have a good idea. Don't tell me whether Mr. Mo is such a person. You can communicate, verify, or inquire. You can't cause trouble for no reason, and don't judge others casually. Do you understand?"

The little steamed dumplings and the little buns nodded in unison, "I understand, mother!"

Then, the little steamed dumpling turned his head and looked at the silent Gu Mohan, "Why don't you speak? If there is something wrong with Mr. Mo's character, why not go check it out?"

What needed to be verified? He had deliberately let Yu Feng speak out, exaggerating the matter.

He just couldn't stand Mo Li and wanted to run him away.

Who knows that these three people, mother and daughter, are completely indifferent. They don't know if they have seen through him or if they really like Mo Li so much that they don't accept either soft or hard advice, and they even agree with Mo Li very much.

Then how could he drive Mo Li away without making the three of them angry?
Gu Mohan regained his expression and said, "It's nothing. Looking at Mo Li, this king is not that bad. Maybe he is really what you said."

Sister Xiangyu and Yu Feng could smell the sadness and jealousy floating in the air even though they were several meters away.

Yu Feng looked at his prince, and although he felt distressed, he still couldn't help but want to laugh.

The prince has really tried his best to win back his two young masters and the princess, but unfortunately, this trick seems to have no effect on the princess and the others.

No wonder, the prince planned so comprehensively this time, even at the expense of himself. Not only did it fail, but it seemed to make the two young masters like Mr. Mo even more.

Yu Feng sighed deeply in his heart.

The prince is good at everything, he is good at literature and martial arts, he can lead troops and fight in all kinds of ways, but he is helpless when it comes to the princess and the little princess...

At this moment, a guard with a serious face walked into the courtyard hurriedly.

"Prince, Princess, Guard Shen, he—"

(End of this chapter)

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